Aila's eyes travelled down from his face to his broad shoulders and muscular arms.
He's kidding, right?
"Nope. Come on, we can probably take him.." Malia exclaimed. She was thrilled by the idea of sparring with him, his body soaked in sweat, showing off his perfect eight pack-
"Malia, sparring with him won't be anything like that. I do hope you know that.. He's the Alpha King for a reason."
"Well, I don't mind my ass being beaten by him," Malia continued daydreaming.
Her wolf was lost in her own sexual fantasies. Whereas Aila pulled herself together and finally found her voice, "Come again?"
"We will train together tomorrow. I want to see how you hold yourself up against me," Damon's voice rumbled through the room that made the silence that much thicker as she stared at him. Without replying, she looked at Chiara in question.
"Chiara said you have improved incredibly quick-"
